Hee, Hee, I bet you thought I had a releapse with that title. Hee, Hee.
Seriously, I was just sitting around, relaxing and stuff when I decided the time had finally come to talk about what happened after I saved the world. You guys did know that I saved the world…Right… Well, I did. My baby bro went nuclear and I had to fly him into the atmosphere with my super cool flying powers. Yep. I’m a real live super hero. I flew Pete into the sky and then he started worrying about me and stuff, so he pushed me away. The next thing I remembered was waking up with my Mom standing over me. Naturally, I was horrified to see my perfect-in-every-way face looked like a piece of fried bacon, but that knowledge paled to the fact that my baby bro was gone. I felt guilt for, four whole months over that thing.
In my desolation, I decided I would come clean with Heidi. I really spilled my guts about all my super hero powers and saving the world. She acted like she believed me, but the next thing I knew, we were in divorce court. (Well, I mean that figuratively because, naturally, I was still in the hospital with my severe radiation burns.) In retrospect, I think Heidi didn’t buy my story because I told her that I chose to save the world over becoming President. Ahh… She used to know me so well.
(I know, I know, you’re wondering if I fessed up about the illegitimate child thingy…Well, I’ll save that story for another time.)
Yep. Life was pretty abysmal until about two weeks ago. I woke up to find my finely-chiseled face had been restored. The hospital staff called it a miracle, Mumzie was suspicious about how it happened, but all I could think about was finding the closest bar; and that is what I did. I left the hospital, grew a massive chia pet on my face, and became a raging alcoholic. One week after that, I awoke to find my beard gone, my Mother in danger, and Peter alive. Yep. Good times…sort of…Now I’m off to find my Petey and bring him home. I’m prepared for it because coincidently, my hair has grown out like Superman’s and I now look the part.
Boy do I regret what I told Peter all those months ago. “Flying around, how is that gonna help anybody? What am I gonna do when I get there? I don’t have a gun, I don’t have a badge, I don’t know karate. I guess I could put on a costume and fly around and pull cats out of trees.” Yep, I’m pretty much eating those words now.
Wow… That is so beautiful! *sob* Such brotherly affection! Alejandro is so angry right now, I don’t know if we’ll ever be the same… *Bawl* Excuse me…
Nathan, I DO believe you!
But sometimes I think about your mama touching me and suddenly I get grossed out and I start to believe her.
Does she have those super power things?
Or does she just swing both ways?
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Maya: I can see you’re the cryer in your sibling relationship. Pete takes that role in ours. Well, with the exception of when I thought he was dead. I was a little weepy then…
Heidi: I suspect Mom does have a power, but as a Petrelli, she probably does play the field. Also, since you say you believe me, do I get to see my boys?
Yes, you may see Simon and Monty.
Just make sure you are sober and still shaved before you show up.
Bring your guitar!
Nathan, we need to discuss Thanksgiving. I left a note for you on my personal blog.
Nathan, this is TG. Your hair is so rocking fine. I hope you come back from Ireland in one piece and find your baby brother
You should totally serenade me sometime, especially now that Niki has major cooties.
Nathan, nice picture, neat entry. I wish I could tell you where Peter is but I’m a bit busy at the moment to do a proper reading. Maybe Molly knows?
TG: Thanks, my hair has its own life these days, I’m glad you’re into it.
Elle: I’ll serenade you if that’s what does it for you. I can’t promise to stay away from Niki, but I don’t mind a good shock every now and then. ;o)
Tarot: I wish Molly could tell me, but Matt is a little protective of Molly these days.
Nathan-have you wondered if you are related to Elle?
No. Heidi. I don’t believe that I am related to her, and after hearing the rumor she made out with Peter while he was locked away, I’m pretty confident that she isn’t. We Petrellis only walk the line of weird behavior, we don’t go all out with it.
“We Petrellis only walk the line of weird behavior, we don’t go all out with it.”
That’s a total bummer! I mean yeah, I’m sooo cool with that…
By that logic, I guess you aren’t related to me either. But, with 400 years under my belt, I guess you just never know.
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You know I’ve heard these rumors fequently enough to start wondering if they’re true. We Petrellis are related to everybody I guess.
I don’t know who my real Daddy is, but I’m sure he’s not you so…
I’m being defiant, wanna come to my room and talk about uh…work?
Sure. Niki’s in the shower right now. Give me 10 min.
I hope I’m not dead by the time you get back from your vacation. I left for mine. I miss our late night business meetings and wearing that schoolgirl outfit…
Yeah. I hope you make it to Niki. Nobody wears that school girl outfit like you do.